Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nyc, please go easy on me tonight
Nyc, please go easy on this heart of mine (This rotten apple)
'Cause I'm losin' my lover to the arms of another (Crime wave, uh)
Nyc, please go easy on me tonight (East side)
[Verse 2]
Crime and the murder rate, that rose up (It's hot out)
Every time he got a bird and the crack rose up (Free)
I don't jog in Central Park, don't need mistaken identity (Capo)
Watch for the scammers, because they takin' identities
(Your pieces hittin'?)
[Verse 3]
There's eight million stories on a daily basis (Facts)
**** chasin' dreams or catchin' scary cases (Gotta lawyer up)
No more pitchin' to the fiends until they clear the bases (Woo)
I knew **** that was wired like they wearin' braces (Check him)
[Verse 4]
Drug dealers and killers I was on corners with (True)
Even played in the Garden like I was on the Knicks (Swish)
But when I came through Harlem, all type of foreign shit (Serve 'em fast)
Top off, titties out, ****, this like a porno flick (Facts)
[Verse 5]
So I pray for 9/11 in my 911 (Pray for us)
Couple **** missed some shots, it ain't my time in Heaven
(Missed ****)
No due respect, but due to these model hoes
I seen **** lose they soul and, damn, it gets swallowed whole
(Silly ****)
[Verse 6]
(Nyc, please go easy on me tonight)
Bitch, you a bottle girl and keep my bottles cold
I came through drippin' all type of designer clothes (Pray for us)
[Verse 7]
Nyc, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losin' my lover to the arms of another
(Faults and mishappens, ****)
Nyc, please go easy on me tonight
(Bronx, New York, Capo) (Yeah, uh)
[Verse 8]
Yo, since fourteen, I was wavin' that thing
Had ****'s doorbells, you called, I let it right (I let it ring)
Dominicanos uptown, they yellin', "Thot doe"
New York's Pablo, same lawyer as Chapo
[Verse 9]
Brand new ass and titties, she can't wait
Soon as it get hot, call it Thottiana day (Thottiana)
We got accountants to watch the accounts
Coke flowin' out the fountains, pool drippin' off the mountains
[Verse 10]
Got that new work, flood the city with bricks
You call it a chandelier, that Sue Cullen is on my wrist
I been runnin' it ever since, these **** is on E
I got 'em trappin' out the Air BnB (Coca)
[Verse 11]
Small time ****, we are not those guys
Just copped the Ace of Spades, ****, Costco sized
Influenced the hustlers to go cop those pies
My co' dead, I'm 'bout to rock on Live
[Verse 12]
Nyc, please go easy on me tonight
Nyc, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losin' my lover to the arms of another
Nyc, please go easy on me tonight
[Verse 13]
Nyc
Written by: Joseph Guillermo Jones, Joseph Antonio Cartagena
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